A small framed female sat in the chair of the brightly lighted room. Her long ebony locks fell down below her waist. Her hands were crossed in her lap as she hummed a soft tune. The light was focused on her, her face was void of any emotion, her eyes, and violet in nature was glassy and seemed dead. Her skin was white, almost death-like. The off-white, papery gown hung off her slender form, tied in the back by only four slender paper straps. The small, see-through chair that she sat on clawed against the bright tile floor. As the scratched the chair against the floor she rocked her body back and forth. Her long locks swaying back and forth against her shoulders and back. She continued to look through the male that stood before her. She stared forward, looking at the wall or even through it as the male believed. The male, standing at nearly 6'0, with grayish hair, moved the camera that sat before the girl on the table to readjust on her face, taking in the contours of her face, and the straight line of her nose. The curl of her lips as she absently smiled at the man.
The man's insides seemed to tremble at the thought of the girl as close as she was going to be. He leaned down, his own bright brown hues focused on the female's violet ones as he patted her shoulder, "Alisa. Dear, can you hear me?" He leaned close, his hand holding the back of the chair, stilling her movement as he spoke. Leaning against the arm in her way, she blinked. Her violet hues glancing at the male as she tilted her head, "It's Ai. My name." She leaned closer, her heightened senses kicking in as she smelled the soul rolling off of him, breathing it as his breath hit her face.
She grinned up at him, a grim reminder of everything the man was trying to fix in the young people that were at the institute he ran. The girl's tongue snaked out over her lips, full, and ruby red as she leaned farther into the man, hoping that he wasn't paying attention. Her head whirled with the thought of another soul slipping from a human and into her, prolonging her time to find her own cure. She needs to get just a bit closer… Pulling back the man sighed, running his thick fingers through his lays of age, and then shaking his head as she watched the girl wth weary eyes.
"Will you cooperate this time Ai?" His deep bass voice seemed to boom in the small space as she sat there, knowing that she was much smaller than he. The male knew that the girl was nothing as she appeared to be. She was Undead. She was strong, she could harm, maim, even kill without a second thought, but he knew nothing else, than her physical limitations, and that was from studying the others that she lived within the academy. Tilting her head Ai heard the screaming down the hall, a small female, newly dead she'd have guessed, being dragged into the room where they were kept. She laughed softly, speaking under her breath, "Haberefortitudosoror mea. Bene eritcito." She looked up at the male and smiled that ghastly smile once more. Her violet hues seeming to have a sinister glow to them, on his pad, the male noted the eerie glow that her hues had.
"I might be able to cooperate, Goeffy. In exchange for something." Her hands left her lap, crossing her chest as she slumped in her chair slightly, her right leg crossing over the left as she smirked, knowing that she had him against the wall. Ai arrived two years ago to the academy, nothing was known about the girl. She just seemed to show up. She wasn't in any of the country databases, and nobody could attest to losing family. She just was, Geoffy didn't like it, and had spent the past two years trying to make sense of where she came from. She was the greatest puzzle for him. He knew the others, he knew their birth places, birthdays, deathdays, family, and how they died. She was a void, an unsolvable puzzle.One unmistakably unsolvable puzzel that Geoffy knew would, sooner or later, cost him his life.
To Be Continued